Monday, November 28, 2011

A delicious recipe and a HUGE oopsie...

On Saturday, I decided to make myself a delicious pumpkin smoothie. I got the idea from a friend and changed it around a little to suit my taste. Here's the recipe:

1/2 can pureed pumpkin

1 cup frozen peaches

1 cup milk (I use vanilla almond milk, but you can use your milk of choice)

couple shakes of cinnamon and ginger OR pumpkin spice

(add honey or agave as desired)

** TIP: I like the pumpkin to be cold and slushy, rather than room temp, so I put the can in the freezer for a day, and then in the fridge for a day. But if you can't do this, just add ice with ingredients listed above.

So I was getting ready for my delicious pumpkin treat! I got out all the ingredients, opened the can of pumpkin, then picked it up to start scooping it out ... and that's when my hand slipped. The lid totally sliced my right thumb.

Thank you, Jesus, for an easy baby. Will just played on his playmat while Nathan wrapped my finger, and I cried, and we called a friend to babysit, and we took breast milk out of the freezer, and I cried, and we rushed to the ER, and I cried. UGH!

Thank you, Jesus, for helpful friends and family. Our friend rushed right over to watch Will, and then my mother in-law came over for the rest of the night. I got 5 stitches and a giant bandage on my right thumb for my trouble.

The first day the pain was seriously ridiculous. Worse then my whole birth experience, but that's not saying much since I really had the most pain-free c-section and recovery in the world. My thumb felt like I was in a cartoon. You know, when they slam their thumb, and it swells up larger than their head and throbs red with pain. Exactly like that. Day two was much better, only cartoon-like throbbing in the morning. I don't get the stitches out for 10 days. For the next couple weeks, I can't immerse my hand in water (no washing dishes, etc.), and I have to wear a plastic bag over my hand in the shower. This is an extremely inconvenient time for me to be so clumsy. I have a 3 month old to care for! Seriously...Thank you again, Jesus, for giving this clumsy mama an easy baby.